A day together

Like a spectre he creeped. Stalking like the rapine to its prey. Crawling slowly, silently against the grass. He was playing. Playing with his subject, letting it roam freely as it pleased. Until all its nerves had relaxed.

That was this moment. There it was, the prey, lying there. WIth its feet in the water there was no chance for a fast escape this was his chance. Still crawling slowly, he couldn't afford to break a glance as it would speed off far away like a gazelle before a cheetah.

He was just one yard away. He crept even slower. Until he was right next to her. Xircling about examing her whole body. Her hair, wings, fur, tail, and curves. Until he decided it was time to feast on his prey. In an instant, he jumped up! Taking flight only a few feet above her. He grabbed her limbs. His grip was too firm to brake away and now he had her all to himself. She was pinned to the ground and he was a few seconds away from being full. Before taking a bite from her body he licked the right side of her face.

<span style='color:blue'>"Mmm... you taste divine."</span>he said. <span style='color:blue'>"Too divine to eat, lucky you.</span>

He let go of his prey, yet remained above her. He licked her face again then hugged her tightly. He then whispered in her ear.<span style='color:blue'>I didn't scare you, did I? I miss you too much to eat you.</span>Suro hadn't seen Tyolt in one day. Twenty-four hours was WAY too long for him to be alone...

 

<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
<table class=ooc><tr><td>Umm... something doesn't really... seem right...</td></tr></table>


<span style='color:blue'>"Something's just not right here though. I can't really put my finger on it, but it's like everything just... changed. </span>He rolled off of her and stood up. But when he stood, he froze. NOt freeze as in, was paralyzed. But felt extremely cold. Almost like he just rolled into a heap of snow.

That's actually exactly what happened. He rolled into snow. He stood up and it was still snowing as he remembered it. HE turned around and there was Tyolt in the same position as she was in her dream only with a confused look on her face. <span style='color:blue'>"Oh. uh.. I had this dream and.. it was spring and we were by the lake... we were right here actually. </span> He looked around. Same everything as it was. Just more snow. Lots more snow...
He walked behind Tyolt and hugged her.

<span style='color:blue'>I think I like it better when it's snowing.</span>

 

<span style='color:blue'>Don't worry. You're doing fine.</span> Suro said from the side. He got up and walked across the ice. No wobbly-ness. He was too good for that. He probably learned to much about falls to fall again. Especially when it came to ice.

After he reached Tyolt, he started to spin around her. Watching her wobbly-ness made him want to trip her, but he didn't really want to. It's ironic in a way. The only people you end up tricking are the only ones who won't forgive you. But the ones who would, you never do it.

He tipped her over from her side anyway. He span around to her front and caught her in her fall. he stared at her for a while. They were in that position that dancers do when the male dips his partner close to the floor. She holds both arms to the neck as he holds her up with his left arm.<span style='color:blue'>It's not just your feet to balance. It's everything. Wings, tail, neck.The whoooole enchalada. It's like gliding in the sky, just without the sky. Just keep your balance and glide.</span> He put his lips close to hers and wavered around a bit. He pulled back without kissing her, but then pulled her up and kissed her anyway.

He moved his left hand to the side of her hip and took his right hand and held her left. <span style='color:blue'>Shall we dance?</span>

 

Normally, cold is really bad. Frostbite, icicles form betwen your fur and hang like chandeliers, and the ever elusive Yeti comes out to play with wandering 12-and-under year old children. But here, at Magi Lake, the two kids have turned their little meeting spot into an ice skating rink. The 'Blue Earth' tree was now covered in white snow from the heavens. The lake has frozen over into a big ice cube, and the area was completely empty of living creatures. Except for them anyway.

<span style='color:blue'>"You're a natural."</span> He told her as he walked over to her. He walked behind her and picked her up by her armpits.Then picked her up by her legs and had her sit on his shoulder. <span style='color:blue'>"You're light, too. You should take cooking classes. THat way you can make your own food to eat. You might be able to teach Rloa how to write 'sandwich'."</span>

Suro put Tyolt on his back. <span style='color:blue'>"Since you're up there, you can't move unless you fall. So..."</span> He tickled her. It was fun too. Don't ask why he did it. It was always fun to do that.

 

<span style='color:blue'>Fun isn't it?</span> He asked not expecting a straight answer. He continued to skate on the ice for a minute or two. THen he stopped, and put Tyolt down. <span style='color:blue'>My goodness, you look petrified. You weren't crying up there were you?</span> He looked at her and brushed his hands through her hair.<span style='color:blue'>You do know you could have flown off my shoulders. But, of course, fear blocks out logic.</span> He hugged her again and licked at her left cheek. <span style='color:blue'>"Even if it isn't a dream, you still taste good.</span>

<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
<table class=ooc><tr><td>this is just so weird.</td></tr></table>

 

The snow was cold. Well, duh! What would he expect? Something warm? Well, yeah. And he got something warm too. And it came in the form of something that is catagorized as a glomp. He was glomped, pinned down, and raped. Wait, no. Not raped, kissed. Even if it was rape, would he go against it? <span style='color:blue'> Yes, very.. very... good.</span>

He wrapped his arms around her again. This time he attacked her neck. He began to lick her neck some more.

<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
<table class=ooc><tr><td>Sry, cutting this a bit short since I'm being semi-kicked off. I might lengthen this later tonight.</td></tr></table>